so, how 'bout it then?

i know it's terrible, but i constantly wish that i grew up in the 60s. i am fully confident that my parents did not take advantage of it the way i would have, i've been obsessed with the icons of the 60s at a young age, and the thrill of the then burgeoning rock & roll thrills me (even though i am approximately forty-four years late. i would love to streak on thick top liquid eye liner and maybe some falsies, grow long bangs and straighten my hair with an iron, and wear polyester mini-dresses. i think a lot of this has to do with the energy and excitement of the changing social landscape of the sixties. people seemed vibrant, willing to make a difference, and there seemed the possibility of creating something fresh and cutting-edge. it's hard for me to have a clear view if this is being done by my generation now. the new york times magazine things it is.

so, maybe i'm wrong. this is all brought on because i just watched pirate radio for the first time. all i can say is that i want big hair, bright mini skirts, and music to be as meaningful as it was to rock radio.